Chapter 4683： Blood difficulty

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The man did not shed tears, but when he was not sad, when the tears fell, Ye Lingyue’s hand fell on his own eyebrows.

Double gods, instant light up.

In the mind, there was a scene.

That is the process that Ye Lingyue witnessed, drawing the shadow of the Taiyin.

Thousands of years ago, someone used the blood of a thousand women of the Taiyin to draw the shadow of the Taiyin.

A few years ago, Zitang Su used the blood of Hong Mingyue to draw the shadow of the Taiyin.

This year, on this day, she used her own blood to draw the shadow of the sun.

A bang, red light flashed.

Since Ye Lingyue's eyebrows, the gods are fragmented and burst into a **** fog.

The blood of the Taiyin, like the snow of the sky, has fallen.

She is a body, surrounded by blood.

There is constant blood and water sprayed from the body, inside the blood vessels, and inside the trachea.

This is a suicidal method of releasing the blood of the sun, which looks beautiful and desperate.

"act recklessly."

Emperor Yang snorted.

This woman, really use her own blood to draw the shadow of the yin.

In the heavens and the earth, I have never heard anyone use their own blood to draw the shadow of the Taiyin. In the size of the black Death Star, I want to use the seal to defeat it. I am afraid that it is not enough to run out of blood.

A flesh and blood are gone, and life is gone.

Unless she is so strong that she is already out of the flesh.

If it is a master of heaven and earth, it may be possible.

Can be a mortal... Emperor Yang asked himself, even today, even if he got the blood of the sun, he could not seal the black star.

Needless to say, a mortal who does not even have a day.

Blood continues to emerge from Ye Lingyue's body.

At first, they were like rain, and they were constantly falling and the sky was dyed red.

But as time goes by, those blood drops are getting slower and slower.

They are suspended in midair.

When the last drop of Taiyin's blood was also released from Ye Lingyue's body, her body fell like autumn leaves and kept falling.

I saw Ye Lingyue’s flesh fall, and the oil on the soles of the tower was smothered and flew away toward Ye Lingyue, trying to catch Ye Lingyue’s body.

The decision made by the little master himself cannot be changed.

However, if you can protect the body of the little master and secretly bring it to the owner, the master may have a way.

It has to keep the body of the little master.

The tower of the silence was spinning at a rapid speed, and it was about to fall to Ye Lingyue’s side.

Emperor looked at Ye Lingyue's blood, was a little drained, and screamed, he was like crazy, his body shook, but he saw his body surface, a large number of scales springing up like mushrooms.

His body turned into a dragon.

"That kid..."

Emperor Yang’s eyes turned and saw the changes of the emperor.

In this case, the emperor’s kid was able to become a dragon.

Not long ago, Emperor Yi had just experienced a transformation, and it is reasonable to say that it is impossible to change again in a short time.

However, this kid can support the second transformation.

This is how strong the physical strength.

In the eyes of Emperor Yang, the light of greed is more prosperous.

The dragon volleyed in the air and spewed a hot flame in its mouth.

The flame, such as the rising sun of Dongsheng, is also like the morning glow.

Half of the sky was shrouded in this light.

The tower of silence also felt a burning rush.

That heat, even the small towers are a bit overwhelming.

"This is this, this is not the source of the master's fire?!"

The little tower is not afraid of the ground, but the most fearful is the power of the source of the source.

This man’s posture is going crazy!

The little tower took a nap and went on like this, waiting for it to return to the owner's side, and he had already been smelted by this kid.

The little tower is a god, and the dragon has fallen to the side of Ye Lingyue.

When the huge dragon saw the body of Ye Lingyue, the pain in the fundus flashed past and was replaced by a gentle touch.

Seeing the dragon tail gently sweeping, and the incredible soft movement, the body of Ye Lingyue was caught.

It’s just that the flesh, there is no blood.

The once soft body was already stiff, and the woman who would laugh at her and shouted "Imperial Emperor" was no longer there.

After peeling off the blood of the yin, no one can survive.

The dragon is a dragon, and in the amber longan, the big drops of tears fall.

The sound of dragons is constant and sad.

But the sky, the black Death Star, still has a black glow.

Ye Lingyue released the blood of the Taiyin, but he couldn't use the last glimmer of strength to draw the Taiyin Seal.

A lot of blood of the Taiyin is still suspended in the air, motionless, staring at the sad dragon and the beautiful woman who has no life.

"Imperial."

A whisper, like a feather, fell in the ear of the dragon.

The fire dragon was shocked, and the light of hope was once again in the eye.

That is the voice of the woman.

"The emperor, the Taiyin **** seal has not been made. You help me, complete the final step."

The voice of Ye Lingyue, in the ear, echoed.

The dragon cocked the dragon's head and looked around.

"Women's children?"

"Emperor, my **** is still not broken. I teach you how to draw the shadow of the Taiyin, you will be able to seal the black Death Star."

Ye Lingyue thought that he could complete the seal as much as he could.

I just didn't think that the power of the black dead star was much stronger than she had imagined. After she released the blood of the yin, she could not draw any more.

The only thing she can do is to keep her own thoughts, let the emperor shoot and help her seal the black death star.

This is their last chance.

The Black Death Star has been qualitatively changed twice, and half of the Three Realms have been smeared with charcoal.

She has a hunch that the black Death Star will soon be qualitatively changed for the third time.

For the third time, there will be more black Death Stars, and the entire Three Realms will be covered by the Dark Death Star.

This is a more terrible natural disaster than the Tianhe River in the Yangquan Trail.

If it is a qualitative change for the third time, with her current blood, there is no way to seal it.

Only this last chance, she and the emperor must grasp.

"No, I will save you first."

Knowing that Ye Lingyue’s **** is still there, the emperor is ecstatic.

As long as the mind is still there, he only needs to find the ghost king or the sun, but there is still a way to help Ye Lingyue refine a body.

Earlier, Xiao Xinlin did not rely on this point to refine it into a flesh.

Emperor believes that as long as you keep Ye Lingyue's gods, you can regenerate them.

The washing woman can live again.

The life and death of the Three Realms is in his eyes, but it is a passing sight. He is a selfish person. What he wants is that she lives well.

"There is no time, Emperor, the third qualitative change is coming, we can't wait. In this world, no one but me can refine the flesh."

Ye Lingyue sighed.